Jinxing the Warlord by Gail Koger 💕Book Tour and $25 Gift Card Giveaway 💕 (Sci-Fi Romance)

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The only way to guarantee their safety is to mate with Caleb Jones, the sexy War Commander.

My name is Jinx Tuva. To say my early childhood was rough is putting it mildly. I grew up on the isolated mining world of Cygnus. The total population is a whopping three thousand. Loneliness was my constant companion. I dreamed of having friends, meeting new species and traveling the galaxy.

Turns out Fate is one twisted bitch. She granted me my wish. It’s hard to feel lonely while caring for the three feisty, alien children I had rescued. To make things even more fun, a bad-tempered Coletti War Commander has decided I’m his. As if. Okay, he does have a great ass and his kisses are pretty awesome, but bossy doesn’t even begin to describe him.

Mallox, the most hunted villain in the galaxy, is doing his level best to take the children from me. My psychic powers are unique, but are they enough to keep the kids safe?

Maybe. The only way to guarantee their safety is to mate with Caleb Jones, the sexy War Commander.

How did I end up alone on the barren world of Cygnus? Fate and a promise made under duress. Turns out Fate is one twisted bitch.

My father was a combat ranger in the Alliance’s military. His team was assigned to Rayet to help them beef up planetary defenses. That help came a little too late. I was seven years old and had lived in the capitol city of An’an for only a month when the Tai-Kok came. These monstrous creatures literally live to eat.

Even after twenty years, the horror of my mother’s death never lessens. My father’s ship was pursuing a Rodan battlecruiser when the Tai-Kok struck. As soon as the sirens sounded, all the kids in my classroom were taken to an underground bunker. My mother wasn’t as lucky. She was captured and taken aboard a Tai-Kok slaughter ship. To my utter surprise, my severely injured mother was able to call me on her vid link. Her blood-covered face is forever etched into my mind and the screams of the dying still haunt my dreams.

“I love you Jinx. Never. Forget. That.”

“I won’t mom. I’m going to get Papi’s laser rifle and come rescue you.”

“No! You’re just a baby. I need you to stay in the bunker.”

“I’m not a baby. I’m seven years old and I won’t let you die.”

A beep sounded as my father joined our conversation. “Stay in the bunker Jinx. Only trained warriors can defeat the Tai-Kok.”

“But the planetary defenses are down, if I don’t save her, who will?”

A spasm of pain crossed my mother’s face. “I’m dying Jinx… But before I do, I’m blowing this ship to hell and back.”

“The Tai-Kok sensors didn’t pick up your implanted Peekay?” There was a note of sorrow in my father’s voice.

“They were too busy eating…” Another spasm twisted my mother’s features. “To scan me. The timer… Is set.”

“I will avenge you,” Papi growled.

“No! Promise… Me… You will… Keep Jinx safe. Promise me.” My mother’s breaths came in labored gasps.

“You have my word.”

“I… Love… You… Kym Tuva.”

“And you, my Earth angel, hold my heart.” My father’s harsh voice broke. “Until we meet again in the afterlife.”

“The vid link went black. Thirty seconds later, a thunderous cracking boom sounded and the ground shook beneath my feet.

The Tai-Kok attack turned the once bustling world to rubble and only three thousand men, women and children lived to tell the tale. I was one of those survivors. Some say they could still hear the wails of the dying. No one wanted to stay on a world that belonged to the dead. Rayet was abandoned.

My father was never the same. It was like something inside him had been broken beyond repair. To honor my mother’s dying request he retired from the military, bought a small spacecraft, and moved us to Cygnus, a desolate world on the fringes of Alliance space. The Tai-Kok didn’t raid planets with less than two thousand residents, but he forgot about the Rodan. Those bastards would attack even the smallest outposts…

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Howdy. My name is Gail Koger and once upon a time I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher. Too many years of wild requests, screwy questions, bizarre behavior and outrageous demands have left me with a permanent twitch and an uncontrollable craving for chocolate. I took up writing science fiction romance to keep from killing people. So far, it has worked.